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Micah Chatterton
@micahchatterton.bsky.social
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Writing Instructor. Former-ish librarian. Waiting for a new heart. Author of GO TO THE LIVING. http://amazon.com/author/micahchatterton
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Post a bird to support @sbworkersunited.org and warn your followers not to buy Starbucks for the duration of the ULP strike.
November 14, 2025 at 4:45 PM
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Keanu Reeves with black beard Just For Men Beard Dye
June 17, 2025 at 5:32 PM
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I think I got you beat still
A dad and son hugging in front of a school building. The dad’s beard is pretty dang white.
June 17, 2025 at 2:29 PM
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GIF of Indiana Jones saying “That belongs in a museum”
June 16, 2025 at 12:51 PM
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The graphic for this clickbait IQ test is insidious.
A link to an online IQ test which shows six silouhetted heads grading from dark brown to pale white, with the brown labeled as “70-“ and the white labeled as “144+”.
May 29, 2025 at 1:07 PM
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A small, wild thing outside my gym
Cars in a rainy parking lot with a small purple item on the street The small purple item revealed to be a large purple dildo on the street
May 6, 2025 at 3:17 AM
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My first grade son, who was recently diagnosed with ASD, carries a small notebook to school as his comfort object. Most of his anxieties are focused around school and being separated from his family. Can I blame him?
A small notebook opened to show on the left page reads “I'm Scared Of locKdown drill” with a drawing of a teacher pointing a stick figure kid where to hide. On the right page reads “I wanna go home” with a crying face. A small notebook opened to show a page that reads “I'm Scared Of locKdown drill” with a drawing of a teacher pointing a stick figure kid where to hide. A small notebook opened to show a page that reads “I wanna go home” with a crying face.
April 17, 2025 at 12:32 PM
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They did
April 13, 2025 at 10:15 PM
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Behold, a Laker bird.
A small, multicolored bird on a branch, Laker purple and gold prominent on its breast.
April 11, 2025 at 2:37 AM
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Large, semi-wild things
Two silly brothers posing in front of a large 9-tailed fox lantern A giraffe munching food in its paddock with a kudu in the background An enormous dragon lantern with fire coming from its mouth Two silly brothers and their dad making faces on a carousel
March 29, 2025 at 3:02 PM
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Birds are cool, part 8,015,015
March 27, 2025 at 5:23 PM
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Birds are cool, part 8,002,455
March 27, 2025 at 5:23 PM
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Birds are cool, part 7,245,879
March 27, 2025 at 5:23 PM
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Birds are cool, part 7,241,665
March 27, 2025 at 5:23 PM
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Show me you in a hat
Me when I was still post-op skinny, kissing my sons head in a public park. We are both wearing hats.
February 26, 2025 at 11:34 PM
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I trusted you Punxsutawney Phil
An iPhone Weather app screen for Riverside, CA showing the temp for today at +17 degrees above average An iPhone Weather app screen for Riverside, CA showing the temp for today at +17 degrees above average (close up) An iPhone Weather app screen for Riverside, CA showing the temp for today at +17 degrees above average (even closer up)
February 26, 2025 at 2:14 PM
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This is so unbelievably embarrassing.
A screenshot of Google Maps with the Gulf of Mexico renamed to Gulf of America
February 12, 2025 at 10:01 PM
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I thought of you @toddedillard.bsky.social
Hayden Saunier POEM IN SEARCH OF A HORSE Time is not reading the poem as you read the poem, but rest assured he's slipped inside the room in his soft, polished shoes, with his little cough, his bowler hat in hand, so sorry to disturb. It isn't that he doesn't like to read, he loves to lean across your shoulder, let you feel his breath, a delicate subzero on your neck, but he's impatient with anything but haiku. Ignore him. He'll pretend he doesn't care, proceed to wind the clocks with tiny keys or stretch out on a sofa, tap a tree branch on a pane and wait you out. Meanwhile, the poem persists in its solitary business of resisting being made, trying the usual tactics: silence, tantrum, argument over rules of play until the stuck mind panics, a tarantula in hot tar, shouts words out like charades: moon! anapest! plumage! boat! desperate to drown out that silence accompanying the figure in the well-cut suit who's polishing the gold case of his pocket watch, remarking how words pile up like big rigs on a fogged-in freeway: apple! rainfall! pasture! bell! and even when the poem finds some purchase, scrambles up a narrow footpath through a field and stands inside a grassy insect buzz, holding out a shaky palm of sugar to conjure up a horse, a distant train will whistle, spooking anything half wild. You're back exactly where you started. Cough-cough. Soft shoes. Tick-tock. No horse. —from Rattle #31, Summer 2009
February 4, 2025 at 1:55 PM
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February 3, 2025 at 1:43 PM
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More small, wild things
A boy standing on a boulder, sun behind A huge red diamondback rattlesnake, coiled under another boulder A rare lacewing butterfly
February 3, 2025 at 1:43 PM
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A small, wild thing at the UCRBG
February 3, 2025 at 1:43 PM
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A small, wild thing
January 23, 2025 at 7:42 PM
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Shellfish Always spend a penny as if you were spending a dollar and always spend a dollar as if you were spending a wounded eagle and always spend a wounded eagle as if you were spending the very sky itself. We Stopped at Perfect Days We stopped at perfect days and got out of the car. The wind glanced at her hair. It was as simple as that. I turned to say something- Everybody wants to go to bed with everybody else, they're lined up for blocks, so I'll go to bed with you. They won't miss us.
January 18, 2025 at 3:05 AM
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Small, wild things
Moments before sunrise over a dry, boulder-strewn ridge The same ridge, after sunrise, with the scattered bones of a wild burro in the foreground. A crow flying low over the ridge.
January 10, 2025 at 2:10 PM
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Small, wild things.
4 wild burros on a bluff, 2 mothers, 2 foals, against a cloudless blue sky.
January 9, 2025 at 6:08 PM